07- Workout time

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Appears to be exercising… cartwheeling to be precise, with her hair up in a rather strict looking bun and a very concentrated look on her face]

Come on… Come on…

[Bounces back to her feet and grins brightly]

There!

I’ve still got it.

[Tilts head back to look at the sky and frowns]

Hm… I wonder…

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[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[GASP, and hides behind her] There aren't right, right? Nee there aren't, gero?

[peeks over her shoulder, yes invading personal space] That mean you have to hide under rocks to survive too, gero?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Twists to look at Amane and makes a face] I don't know... Unless I could fly up there I doubt that I'll ever know.

[Blink] Pardon?

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

... Mmm... [looking up] It looks exactly like... [looking around] around it, gero! I doubt there would be anything!

[blink] Under rocks. No? No? So birds, and big monsters can't find you and eat you, gero!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Perhaps they're just extremely high up?

[Tilts head] In my world some of the monsters hide under teh rocks, it's best to stand out in the open and blast the hell out of anything that approaches.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[shifty eyes] Do you think so, gero...?

[.... STARES...] Don't hide under rocks then, gero! Hide somewhere else!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Well... [Tilts head very far back] Hm.

[Takes pity and decides not to launch into a rendition of "Demons are all around"] Don't worry, they haven't gotten me yet and I think I have at least seven years left.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[glances between the sky and her rapidly.] Hm? HM? HM??

Oh, good, good, gero! Eh, eh? Seven years? Of what? Hm?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] Hm.

[Shrug] Servitude, work... That sort of thing.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[SHRIEK] WHAT?! Gero, what?! There is something?!

Mmm... [frowns] Aaah, for that spider, gero? Hm hm hm? Who thanked with that weird thing the other day, gerogero? That spider is the one who you tutor dancing, hm hm hm?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Keeps smirking] Hm.

[Blink] Yep, for the spider... I don't tutor him dancing though, he has no feet [shrugs and looks vaguely guilty]

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[DFDHGHJDF clings to her!]

... no feet gero? [LAUGHS] And why, why, hm?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[And... Now she'd be vaguely flailing]

Um... Um... Because his father had no feet?

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[CLIIIIIIING]

... and why, hm? Why, gero?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[FLAIL]

B-Because his father had no legs? I think.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

Whaaat, whaaaaat, gero?! [trying to be tiny to hide, that means he switches forms, and have a tiny little frog cling to your arm for dear life!] Gerogerogero!!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[STARE] Huh?

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[ASDSDGFFGHGHKH!! Hangs from the arm, and desperately trying to get a good hold to not to fall!]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Keeps staring] No, really... Huh?

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[keeps hanging] Help me, help me, gero!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Oh? Oh, fine [Raises her other hand to just under him] Hop on

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[hops on, and sighs] Aaahh-- I though I'll die for a minute, gero! Nee nee thank you!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I'm not that tall.

[Brings the hand up to her face] So... You're a frog.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

You are not, hm? You are not, gero? [peeks over the edge of the palm to check it]

Mm! I am, gero! But call me Amane, gero! [FROG GRIN] Oh oh you are not screaming, that's a good sign!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Does calculations] Okay... So I'm kind of tall but not huge.

Hey, at least you don't spit acid or anything... Right? [Worried face]

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

The floor still looks very far from here, gero!

[headtilt] Nnnnooooo, gero... But but but I can spit more far away than Kuro or the others, want to see, want to see? It's pretty fun!